Chapter 262: Demonic Cultivator Slaves
“Don’t tell the other players.”
Chen Miaomiao hesitated.
This old man was different from Zhai Xiaotian; he was clearly problematic.
He was currently below the mountain. If all the players were notified about a strange and powerful cultivator.
They would become nervous, all notice the old man, and cause more trouble.
“I haven’t notified them.”
The System certainly wouldn’t say anything, for the same reason Chen Miaomiao thought.
However, it didn’t mention that Su Daqiang had already encountered him, and the player’s pig had even bumped into him.
Chen Miaomiao knew she felt a bit helpless facing such a situation.
When powerful cultivators came to this place, they had no method to deal with them and could only pray for the best outcome.
Thinking of these things, she continued her work.
Her Tier 3 Spirit Herb had just been researched, and she still had many things to do.
As for the one at the foot of the mountain, she could only take it one step at a time.
Song Jiulai, on her end, naturally received the news.
While stuffing the local specialty gourmet food, dried meat, of Xuanwu City into her mouth, she frowned and chatted with the System: “Why are you telling me now? It’s making me so depressed I can’t even eat.”
System: “……”
After chewing a couple of bites, she took a sip of water: “This dried meat has good texture, but the taste is average.”
It wasn’t as good as the braised dishes made by players.
What kind of meat was it? She’d buy a bunch later and have the players make it into honey-flavored and sweet-and-spicy flavors.
She liked eating them.
System: “…You don’t seem very depressed.”
“The person is already here. I’m not there now—even if I were, it would be useless. They can teleport, and they’re at least Nascent Soul Stage.”
She didn’t know how such a monster appeared in the Longevity Sect, but that didn’t mean it was impossible.
Mighty Cultivators could travel a thousand miles in a single breath, and they never cast a glance at the places they passed through.
Such border small sects held nothing worth noticing.
Unless there was something that caught their attention.
Could it be the Spirit Herb Chen Miaomiao created?
It didn’t seem like it.
The Spiritual Energy wasn’t dense enough to attract Mighty Cultivators.
Chen Miaomiao met the old man after she finished her work and returned, so there was a time lag.
“Either it was an accident, or the Longevity Sect had something else that attracted him, and then his Spiritual Sense swept over and noticed Chen Miaomiao’s Spirit Herb.”
All probabilities existed.
The fact that he didn’t make a move immediately was good news.
Since he was currently wandering around Wang’an County, perhaps such cultivators lived too long and were too bored.
The Sect Token was currently in the System Warehouse. If anything went wrong, she would have Chen Miaomiao crush it.
However, at this level, it was likely that by the time something happened, it would be too late for the Myriad Immortal Sect to provide support.
“Sigh,” Song Jiulai sighed softly, “We’ll just have to leave it to fate.”
This level wasn’t something she could handle just by preparing.
Even if she had anticipated it, her own strength was still too low.
Before, she only competed with players, but now with more and more players, her sense of responsibility grew heavier.
After she finished buying the dried meat, she would return to the mine to complete her task, and then use the remaining time for cultivation.
The Sect’s current expenses were manageable. She needed to stabilize her cultivation of the Nine Transformations Dragon Bone and Step by Step Lotus Kill, two extremely important Cultivation Techniques.
Suddenly, a very noisy sound reached her ears.
A heavy, grand horn sound suddenly rang out, startling everyone in Xuanwu City with its earth-shattering noise.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound. A massive, long procession of flying beasts flew in from outside Xuanwu City.
Judging by their destination, they were heading towards the giant Black Tortoise Tower above Xuanwu City.
Cultivators had good eyesight and could clearly see what those things were.
Those beasts were pulling cages made of Beast Bone.
At the head of the procession, a winged flying beast resembling a rhinoceros.
A rugged cultivator stood on its head.
He held a giant horn, and it was he who was blowing the horn.
Whispers reached her ears.
“The City Lord of Xuanwu City has returned…”
“He’s brought back a lot of prey this time…”
Song Jiulai was a little surprised. Xuanwu City had many beast sculptures, and its overall style, compared to Human Race cities, appeared more wild.
But this procession of cultivators before her was indeed excessively wild.
Song Jiulai was now standing by the boss of the dried meat stall. Even though the procession didn’t land, the surrounding crowd automatically parted into two columns.
She quickly asked the boss: “Boss, what is this?”
The boss, seeing a customer buying her goods, enthusiastically introduced: “This is the procession of our Xuanwu City Lord. They’ve returned from hunting in the territory of Demonic Cultivators. This time, they must have captured many Demonic Cultivators who were causing trouble.”
Song Jiulai suddenly understood: “Oh, oh, oh~”
As if intending to show off this grand display, the procession flew very low, low enough for every cultivator in Xuanwu City to see clearly.
Inside those bone cages were all Demonic Cultivators with astonishing appearances.
Those Demonic Cultivators were all incredibly beautiful, both male and female. Some hadn’t even fully transformed, with obvious demonic markings on their heads or bodies.
The Demonic Cultivators all looked terrified, gazing down at the crowd.
Most of the cultivators of Xuanwu City, looking at the Demonic Cultivators, displayed expressions of covetousness, disgust, or anger.
There was an irreconcilable hatred between Demonic Cultivators and the Human Race. If Demonic Cultivators killed humans, humans naturally killed Demonic Cultivators.
And looking at such beautiful Demonic Cultivators.
Having watched many TV shows, Song Jiulai guessed what was happening, but she still asked the boss: “Shouldn’t you just kill the Demonic Cultivators then? Why bring them back?”
The boss looked at Song Jiulai with surprise: “You really are from an outer sect. Of course, we bring them back to be slaves. They’re so beautiful, wouldn’t it be a waste not to use them as cauldrons? Moreover, humiliating them like this is the only way for Demonic Cultivators to truly understand pain!”
The boss then asked: “Where are you from? Don’t you have Demonic Cultivator slaves there? Are you—are you from the Myriad Immortal Sect?”
Song Jiulai was startled. She could guess that?
Seeing her slight reaction, the boss showed an expression of ‘as expected’: “Only the Myriad Immortal Sect is hypocritically righteous, not taking Demonic Cultivator slaves. They kill troublesome Demonic Cultivators. If they’re ugly, they kill them. Isn’t it better to keep the good-looking ones as slaves?”
Song Jiulai: “……”
Myriad Immortal Sect, no Demonic Cultivator slaves?
There probably weren’t any. She had never heard of such a thing in the Myriad Immortal Sect’s territory.
Even the boss of Xuanwu City, thousands of miles away, said so. It seemed the Myriad Immortal Sect was indeed unique in some aspects.
She looked up and saw those young and clearly immature Demonic Cultivators.
Just then, in the third bone cage carriage, there was a female Demonic Cultivator leaning against the bone cage.
Her appearance was astonishing, giving Song Jiulai a shock comparable to Qing Guo’s face.
Her eyes were clearly golden vertical pupils. For the Yunzhou Continent, with its many races, she couldn’t discern which branch this female Demonic Cultivator belonged to.
The female Demonic Cultivator showed little panic, only leaning against the bone cage and looking at the crowd below.
Suddenly, her gaze met Song Jiulai’s.
Song Jiulai only paused for a moment, while the female demon’s golden vertical pupils seemed to contract for an instant.
